she was something in her formative years
when she would brag on what daddy bought last night
only pretty girls were in that crowd
they'd tease a handful of poor kids out loud
and even then i knew it wasn't right
i'm glad you're in my past
most of the kids were better than me
or at least they thought so
and i didn't have a fighting chance
we weren't well-off and mama couldn't explain
why no one would take a poor boy to the dance
i'm glad you're in my past
those bold rich kids find it hard to embrace
when they bus black kids in from all over the place
the county tried to prove their schools were all the same
old jim crow tried to integrate
but in the south its hard to relate
when grandpa used the n-word with no shame
i'm glad you're in my past